Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Zhiyi got out of the car first and opened the door for him.

Then he led him to the elevator.

He took out a gold card from his pocket.

There is a magnetic sensor above the elevator button. When the gold card is placed on it, it makes a beeping sound.

Then the elevator door opened.

Two people entered the exclusive elevator.

There are only three buttons inside.

Open and close the door and the 37th floor.

“Why is there only one floor?”

"This is my exclusive elevator. The 37th floor is the top floor and I live there alone. Someone comes to clean it every day."

"Oh."

Shen Xi held Zhiyi's hand and leaned his head on his shoulder.

Zhiyi was a little worried.

"Does your head still hurt?"

"a little bit."

"I'll have someone bring some hangover soup later."

During the conversation, the elevator stopped.

As soon as the elevator door opens.

Went straight to the room.

The room has two floors.

It looks a bit like a duplex villa.

"Xixi, please make do with it for now. We will go back to the manor tomorrow. Just bear with it tonight."

"It's not unfair. I only have this 1/3 of it at home."

Zhiyi was stunned for a moment.

'This place is no more than 300 square meters, and Xixi's house is only 100 square meters?'

"Xixi has suffered."

"Fortunately."

Wangcai sighed in the air.

'Is this the world of the overlord? A 300-square-meter five-star hotel is a bit unfair. A 100-square-meter small apartment in a luxurious area is suffering?'

Zhiyi took Shen Xi upstairs and opened the bedroom door.

"Xixi, take a rest first. I'll call and ask them to send some hangover soup."

"But I want to take a bath."

"Okay. But there are no clothes for you here. Can you wear mine first?"

"Ah."

Zhiyi walked into the cloakroom and got him a looser shirt.

I also got a new pair of underwear.

Then she went into the bathroom and prepared the bath water for him.

Shen Xi walked in.

"Are you still dizzy? How about I help Xixi..."

Before he could finish his words, he was pushed out by Shen Xi.

Then he slammed the door.

"Just do it yourself, no need to trouble you."

Zhiyi stood at the door and imagined how he had just pushed himself out, his face full of embarrassment.

'It's my Xixi after all, always so cute.'

He walked to the bed, picked up the room's landline and called the front desk.

"Bring up a bowl of hangover soup."

The receptionist was visibly stunned when he heard his voice.

It took a while before he spoke.

"Is it the president?"

"Correct."

"Okay, wait a moment, right away."

Then hung up.

This can't be blamed on the front desk.

Zhiyi seldom comes here.

Normally, when they come here, they just inspect the work, and they usually don't come here drunk to stay.

Although confused.

But I didn't ask any more questions.

Zhiyi picked up the phone again and called his assistant Yu Yu.

"President?"

"Send a set of clothes to Mingguang Hotel tomorrow morning. It should be the size of the clothes I bought for Xixi last time."

Yu Yu silently took note of it in his heart.

He knew that the two were together, so he wasn't too surprised by this request.

"What else does the president need?"

"Buy some breakfast, too. By the way, the base color of your clothes should be white."

"Ok."

After I hung up the phone, a long time passed.

Shen Xi opened the bathroom door and walked out.

There was still a drunken blush on his face, and water was dripping from the ends of his chestnut hair.

The white shirt was too big for Shen Xi.

But it can only cover the thighs.

The top button was not fastened.

The charming fox eyes are covered with a layer of mist.

Standing there, even the gods in heaven could not compare to him.

Zhiyi sat on the edge of the bed.

Looking at Xixi like this, I was stunned for a moment.

Shen Xi approached him.

She felt like teasing him and raised her fair and slender hand to lift his chin.

"Why, I'm so beautiful that you're obsessed with me?"

Zhiyi held his hand and put it to his mouth.

Place a kiss on your fingertips.

"Yes, my Xixi is so charming."

Shen Xi sat on his lap.

Move your face closer.

Just when I wanted to take the next step.

Zhiyi hugged him, put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

"Wait, I'll get the hair dryer to blow dry your hair."

Shen Xi looked at his back.

"I'm in this fucking condition, and you still want to blow dry your hair."

Zhiyi moved quickly.

First, I took a dry towel and wiped the remaining water droplets on his hair.

Then she picked up the hair dryer and blew his hair carefully.

The hair is almost dry.

There was a sound of the elevator door opening downstairs.

A man dressed as a waiter was holding a tray with a bowl of soup on it.

Maybe it's the hangover soup.

The man looked around downstairs but didn't see Zhiyi.

But he didn't go upstairs rashly.

Just shouted downstairs.

"Boss, the hangover soup you ordered."

The wall of the bedroom facing downstairs is completely glass.

Zhiyi looked at him through the transparent glass.

"Serve it."

The man looked up when he heard the sound.

I only saw Zhiyi holding a hair dryer.

But his intuition always told him that there seemed to be more than one person upstairs.

But when he actually went upstairs.

I saw Zhiyi blowing Shen Xi’s hair.

The whole person stood there in a daze.

"Is this still the same cold-blooded CEO? I heard that the chairman's wife pushed him too hard, and the CEO is an actor. Isn't he acting just for us?"

He glanced up again.

"That doesn't make sense. You can't act in front of us. Could it be that she is really the president's wife? Is the president's iron tree blooming?"

And looking at his gentle appearance, it doesn't seem like he's acting. Can it be true?'

The sound of the hair dryer stopped.

Zhiyi looked at the waiter in front of him who was thinking with some confusion.

"Why don't you bring it over?"

Only after he gently scolded her did she come back to her senses.

He immediately handed over the hangover soup in his hand.

Then he left quickly.

Leaving more room for the two of them.